"So that's Melissa's friend," thought Lois.The bus driver handed the tour guide a clip board. The guide looked atit for a moment and then reached for ...he microphone. "Welcome to BolderTours. My name is Steve Palmer. It is my pleasure to serve as your guidetoday. We have a full group of 20 today. That is the maximum size forour tour because when we tour the inside of the dam, that is the limiton the size of the group that can fit comfortably in the internal areasof the dam and power plant."First. As was there little tradition at the same time he reached under to pinch her bum as an affectionate good night touch. He kissed her forehead, noticing that it was much warmer than usual, and that she was still breathing slightly heavier than normal. He wondered what she was dreaming about as his hand reached under for her bum. He reached out but instead of feeling the usual cotton of her bed shorts he felt something much softer, almost silk like. James didn't think Elizabeth had any silk. I saw that everyone lived up to the tribe's adjective: they were extremely fair in complexion and hair color. My dark brown hair, coal-black eyes, and hillbilly tan must have struck them as truly alien, yet they finally approached me with some hesitation when they saw that Flora had my hand in hers. She had evidently indicated that I was hers and she was mine. That indeed, as she said before, made one of them."Brothers and sisters of the Tribe, I present to you my husband, Marcus Rogers. He. “You look almost completely recovered” he said almost wistfully, one finger tracking one of the deeper welts still visible on her right buttock.Carol’s mind was racing, she could not believe that she was standing here, again letting her step-son casually view and caress her bare bottom. She had sworn to herself that she would not let him cross that line again, telling herself that last night’s activities had been a momentary aberration brought on by her surprise at her daughter’s actions..